Stop.

Your yelling at the wall

Won’t make them call

Your staying awake ‘til three

Won’t make it be

Your cursing the heavens in vain

Won’t really ease the pain

Stop. Seethe. Breathe.

Wishing for moments

Won’t stop their laments

Wishing for reversals

Won’t stop pain’s universals

Wishing for someone

Won’t make them come

Stop. Comprehend. Mend.

Your conversations after two

Will end up being about you

Your thoughts while intoxicated

Will end up feeling quite outdated

Your life, which you are trying to mend

Will benefit from one good friend

Stop. Embrace. Replace.

Praying that it will one day change

Will not make things less strange

Praying to hear yourself talk

Will not improve the way you walk

Praying to God to get you out of here

Will not allow you to disappear

Stop. Move. Love.

Your days will grow longer

And you will grow stronger

Your ways will solidify

And you’ll no longer ask why

Your actions will see light

And you’ll no longer fear the night

Love. Just. Love.